Re: La Compilation des Histoires de Reino Corazones
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Author's Note:
Since I had a small collection of Kingdom Hearts-centric one shots and was no way pressured by Madammina to man up and post this, I decided to share it with you all in KHInsider. All of these stories are from my account in Fanfiction.net and have no connection to each other. I plan on making this into a collection of AC (alternate canon) mini-fic with some suggestions to changes in the canon. This one is based on the scene of Roxas and Xemnas in Kingdom Hearts II: Final Mix+ although it is a bit expanded to a certain degree. I hope you enjoy and review.
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La Compilation des Histoires de Reino Corazones
(AU Infinities)
Title:
A New Identity and A Purpose (Canon OTL)
Author:
Ziz
Beta Reader:
Lifes.Lover
Plot Summary:
Roxas and Xemnas meeting for the first time.
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The sun's bright radiant rays shone down on the unconscious boy who lay in the grass. Hearing birds chirping nearby, the boy began to open his eyes. The pupils of the unknown boy's eyes were the brightest shade of blue which matched the sky.
The boy raised his head and let out a soft groan, "Ugh...my head hurts." He placed his hand right over the spot in his head which caused pain to him while scratching those blond spiky locks of his. "Where the heck...am I?" The boy stood up on his own stretching out his arms in the meanwhile. "I should take a quick look around." He was surrounded by lush, green foliage and looked towards his left, a derelict looking mansion. It peaked the boy's youthful, child-like interest as to what laid inside the mansion although such interest to explore it were dashed by the closed gate that blocked him.
"Where am I to go from here??" He looked down at a puddle of water. A look of shock in his face as he sees what a tall stranger draped in a black cloak looming over him. "What the...." He takes a couple of steps back.
An enigmatic voice spoke, "Perhaps I can be of assistance to you...” A few seconds later, the voice then added as if it was an afterthought. "With a certain set of conditions put into place of course...I may be convinced to provide some aid to you."
"Who the hell are you?" The boy's eyes narrowed and he turned around.
A man in a black cloak was right in front of the gate; his face was unable to be seen. "Stay back," The boy went into a defensive fighting stance. The blond was taken aback at the sight of the sword that had materialized when a bright light shimmered. "Is this a giant key?" As soon as the shining key-shaped sword materialized in his hands, it quickly disappeared from his hands, "It's gone...”
"Hmph," The hooded man's eyes shimmered with utter satisfaction. "It seems that Vexen was correct in his research. You are a lot like him, the Keyblade's Chosen One." The stranger in the black cloak was to say the least intrigued. "You may be only half a person but you have so much potential. You do not have the control of the Keyblade that your true self has."
"What are you talking about?" The blond boy spoke angrily. "I am my own person and nobody can say otherwise!!"
"You're much like him. So naive and innocent of what he has become," The hooded man laughed and didn't take the blond teenager's threats seriously. "If that is the case what is your true name?" The hooded man asked out of a sudden. "That is...unless you need to look deep down within the memories in your heart to remember it."
He had been taken aback by surprise at the question presented to him by the stranger in the black cloak. "My true name...is....," He did not know what his name. So the blond boy attempted to do what the hooded man dared him to do and search deep down within the confines of his heart for the memory which contained the knowledge of his name. The boy felt nothing there and that shocked him. "I...I can't remember." The blond slumped down to the ground on his knees.
"Stand up." He ordered; the blond boy nodded and grudgingly stood up. The hooded stranger waved his hand around forming a small swirl of darkness which then became the purple-colored silhouette of a spiky haired boy wielding a sword...no a giant key. "You came into existence when your original self sacrificed himself into darkness by extracting his heart from his body. He no longer exists but his legacy lives on through you." The blonde sees the spiky haired boy stab himself with the blade and begin to fall down to the ground. He along with the Keyblade disappeared. "You are all that is left of the Keyblade's Chosen One."
"I am...what's left?" asked Roxas.
"Yes," He offered his hand to Roxas. "My purpose of coming to this world was to seek you out."
"You're telling you came all the way here just to seek me out?" The boy said dumbfounded not knowing what else to say. "But why?"
"I am here to present you an offer that you would have to be a fool to refuse."
"Which is what exactly?"
"I am offering you what you truly desire right now," The hooded man offered a hand and smiled, "There are people a lot like you who are only nonexistent remnants who seek to be whole again just like you. People if you get to know them will become like a surrogate family...a brotherhood of Nobodies who live in a castle which in time will become your home." His orange eyes stared into the boy's blue eyes. "Will you please join our brotherhood of the void....Organization XIII?" Knowing that he had his full attention, the hooded man said, "We all seek to become our own Somebodies."
"To become my own Somebody and have people to call my family." He knew that he had nothing going for him in this place and the offer that the hooded man presented was just too good to pass up. The blond boy nodded his head and whispered. "Yes, I will join you."
"Wise choice you've made, chosen wielder of the Keyblade." The hooded man grinned victoriously. "Now I shall give you a second chance at life. Now it is time to cast off the memories of your original, inferior self and be born again as your own person." The hooded man waved his hands around allowing the blonde boy to see golden letters floating in front of him.
The boy glanced at the letters and whispered out the name that the letters formed. "Sora."
The hooded man now began to scramble the letters around in front of the boy and then added the letter X in the middle forming a new name.
"Roxas..." He groaned in pain and places his hands on his head. "My head hurts..."
"Now this time...” The hooded man asked again. "Tell me your name and your choice to my offer."
The blonde boy stared at the man and answered confidently. "My name is Roxas....I AM Roxas."
"That is excellent to hear." The hooded man grinned. "Roxas, I hereby name you number XIII of our ever-expanding Organization XIII and present you with the title of the Key of Destiny." The man turned around and raised his hand summoning a corridor of darkness. "Another member of the Organization Number VIII will come tomorrow to retrieve you and bring you to us in our stronghold at Castle Oblivion. We shall meet again soon." The hooded man disappeared from Roxas' sight leaving him alone.
Roxas smiled and nodded. "Likewise, I'll see you soon."
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